DMO Cypher (feat. Apfos, Mazi KaBi, MeatSpady, Theo Dolce, Bless Watson, 3rd the Writer & D.A.C)

Up jump the boogie the boogie the bang Nigga
Like Ukraine on this train you can't ride Nigga
Check out my flow
Peep the style
I got the method like red man Nigga uhn
I'm killing anybody that step up they getting body
I'm hotter then two tamales
I ride beat just like a trolley
Sorry don't speak no englo if it aint about da pesos
I aim and hit ya eggo
It break you down like a lego unh
Shame ta ya
Who stepped up tryna play
AP
Who get the money faster
Chop it then I bag it
Flip it like gymnastics
I'm all about my paper and da plastic
Cream

Wasabi I'm maKaBi how you living nigga
My Pockets hella knotty counting Hidden figures
Thumbin through the money ain't no laundry To the ceiling with it
I'm just Piling up the profit and it's Getting bigger
El Capitan I'm the captain yeah
I'm Something like Mike with them Jackson's
Had way less than this look what happened yeah
Everything under ya mattress
I made it on the Back end

Microphone check
I'm next from the set
The name MeatSpady incase you forget
And I doubt that you will
Cause my shyt is ill
My Smith from the Wessen but not like Will
No not a fresh prince
Latex gloves
You will never get a fresh print that's not a question
But here's a suggestion keep on stepping
Not in my direction for your own protection Yea

I been eating long enough a nigga still being greedy
Who gon check or see me
Clearly im stevie to the bullshit
Ballin like a young mike jordan
If a nigga act pippen catch a full clip
Flow on point like a swordfish
Still can put a track in a Mausoleum
Shit Off the top its a coliseum
So many bars if i decide to free em
I'll have it locked in this whole arena

Still running circles like I'm martin naw gina
I've been crossing out these records since a youngn im still feinn
Ive been rushing with the crack every hour on the set
I will kick it like im jackie the chan adventures with that
You betta grab that work in yo city now you want it back
This the hood taking over yo soul here comes the crash
I gotta fuck it up turn up the flow nigga im back
I gotta turn up for the street yall better just run it back

Fell a couple times still landed on my feet
Changed the game plan up Now we on a winning streak
Fucking right I play for keeps
My cubs gotta eat
Different strain every week
I been grinding boy You can smell the kief
Pistol never leave my side unless i put it on the seat
No I never hesitate to put a nigga Underneath
Dont campare me to them my stock is elite
You need a pen I am Him and that price it ain't cheap

Too invested not enough we need more congested
All my pockets full of money is what I manifested
But I ain't here for that
Clearly im here to send a message
Tell us about our essence and our presence how its such a weapon
Suggestions
Stay strapped in this silent war
Survival of the fittest handle business like a private door
Every corner I be dominating on this global tour
Real warrior Lord a profit never seen before
Aftermath blame it on Theodore
Everybody had they tunnel vision he was seeing more
Now niggas wanna ride the wave like a seashore
From Philly to Bmore
We takin this detour
To the West side
My nigga let's ride
Feeling like 2pac
How we seeing all eyes
But we feeling all odds against us alright
We gon keep our head up
And that finger on the fye
Haaa



Credits
Writer(s): Theodore Muse
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